Squashed another big demon away in a box. One of the biggest yet. Sealed it up with sticky tape.
Put it with the others in that dark room with the high shelves and double-lock door.
At midnight I heard beating and screeching from behind the door, as every night before, but this time it felt like the door will give.
So I know the sticky tape was tacky. I know the box was too tight. I know it needed separate storage. But I was hoping, that for one last time, he would stop destroying. But a demon is a demon. So he fought the others for being demons and used their dead souls as a staircase to reach the double-lock.
I will have to burn this whole fucking house down.